Drip, drip, drip.............

Buenos dias! Wow, what gorgeous weather here, very breezy, layered clouds floating gently across the sky. Not too hot because of the breeze, just perfect.

I am enjoying being home alone, listening to the windchimes. Senor is away at bridge. How nice!

Before he left, a young friend of ours came by the house with his collection of wine bottles. It was a morning planned for getting out the bottle cutter to make some drink glasses for his home. My bottle cutter is a new one and so, I read all the instructions before he came and hoped that I could easily recall that set of drink glasses I made out of beer bottles back in the seventies. It took us about five tries, during which we split the glass and had vertical cuts up and down the bottles, but we finally got four decent glasses and a few candle holders.

A pair of pretty green glassses.

One beautiful blue glass for a candle.

Below, Raphael is grinding the rim of the glass into a powder that will smooth out the edge.

He is now on a mission, saving more types of bottle, so we can continue cutting sometime in the future for a set of six glasses.

After he and Senor both left, I walked around the yard, checking out Senor's recent project.

Since receiving about sixty bouganvilla starts from a friend, he has been working on the drip irrigation system.

I suggested to Senor that I should not be the water girl for all these new little plants because the ground is rough and hilly, there are so many holes and trenches, and big piles of dirt that Umberto has laying around.

He agreed I would probably hurt myself.

And right away, all work on the casa came to a screeching halt and the water drip system began to go in.

It all starts here in this little box at the edge of the stable.

He did not like the direction of the old trench, so Umberto filled that one in and dug several new ones. Now they traverse all across the back yard and along the fence and up to the north side of the house. A second pipe is right along the fence to the right and then along the fence as it continues above. There is a lot of pipe.
There were 3 lines of pipe in this area, all covered up now, that go out to each little plant with a little drip. Senor has a lot of experience with drips.
So it probably won't be long before this system is all hooked up and working. The bouganvillas cannot go long without water. Until it is turned on, Senor has been watering with hose and bucket.

When the bouganvilla are larger and in full bloom, this will be such a pretty yard.

But, while I am accepting of the drip system's importance, I want things to happen on the house. I am quietly waiting for the system timer to be turned on and for us to get back to working on the house. I guess I should have agreed to just water the bouganvillas.

And this is what happens when I get out my Sunsets and Traditional Homes and Verandas and Mi Casa Viejo magazines and start thinking about decorating and getting ideas and thoughts and feeling colors and textures and making designs and notes on paper...............I tend to get impatient. OMG, gotta go. Cookies just waltzed in here with a little iguana looking thing hanging out of the side of his mouth and dropped it, have to find the broom, get the cat out, iguana out...........

que le vaya bien!

linda lou